You’ve never left,
You’ve been here the whole time.
Something I drew for my dad, whose fantasies of colossal machines in the sky I seem to have inherited.
more vent art
I remember running to the sea,
Remember falling to my knees.
I remember gliding off the shore,
Until I touched the ocean floor.
doodle before bed
some sketches i want to paint eventually
I don’t have a name for this character yet but I kind of want him/her to be a recurring character in something.
Unfinished work from awhile back. I had strong personal reasons for starting it at the time but they are no longer relevant.